How deep is the sky I spy?
Staring down or looking upwards awhile
Fighting to stay kinetic in order to manifest
In the most prophetic of times, for the best
Keeping my body active in bucking trends
While my mind is at a standstill deep within
Viewed from windows looking old upon beholding
Soul stirred to reincarnate beginnings assiduously
Suspended steps towards fools’ gold defies eternity
Winning is less formidable when oppositions are agreed
Pied horizons of vary, carry me forward in concord
Blinded by the true light of life’s ascertaining situations
My only wish is to climb and so I immediately descend
Bruised and scarred but nonetheless delivered anew
From low to high as above or below….
I am still ONE and can be multiplied onto All Things….
I now understand this 2b truly the depth of the meridian!